SUBMISSIVE HUSBAND 9
From Tim S:
Ms Sutton, I would like to discuss my current relationship but before I do, I need to give you some background. At the age of fourteen, I was sent to England to live with a distant Aunt, whom I never had seen before. It was with this Aunt that the very dynamics of a woman led relationship unfolded before my eyes. At the time, my Aunt struck me as a beautiful mature lady. She was undoubtedly strict but benevolent and wise. With her, even though she was a strict disciplinarian, I never once felt unloved.
Being a teenager right on the throes of puberty, I was led into the type of antics that pubescent boys get up to. One fateful day, I received the prized dog eared copy of a pornographic magazine that had been passed around at school. Being a geekish sort of kid at the time I was the last of the few lads to have been able to get their paws on the well worn artifact. For three consecutive days, I spent the nights peeling through each of the pages. Every picture was an eye opener to me for I had never seen a girl naked. It all seemed strange yet exciting. My body was responding in its usual way when I get around girls and the advice I got from the lads at school was to wrapped my hand around 'it' when it became hard and move in an up down motion. Unfortunately or fortunately, my Aunt caught me red handed one night as my torch light fell off the bed. She switched on the lights and there I was naked on the bed with a full erection in display. Worse the page was turned to that of a lady going down on a man. She was dressed in one of her long sleep gowns and her long blonde hair was untied. Her look of utter surprise turned to shock and then to anger. I received two stinging slaps in succession. She took the magazine and stared at the picture before slapping my face with it. She told me in a stern voice, she'll deal with me in the morning before storming out. I knew I was in trouble and only fell asleep after spending a long time staring into space.
Next morning after my bath and breakfast, my Aunt called me into her bedroom and told me to stand before her. She was seated on the bed, flipping through the magazine! Although there was no trace of anger in her voice, I felt afraid and confused. She asked why I liked to look at women without their clothes. She told me to be honest and not to lie. In any case I knew I could not lie to her so I blurted something about feeling good and being curious as well. She said she was curious too and told me to remove my clothes. I protested with all my futile might but she got up and dragged me over her lap and pulled my pants down. With that she proceeded to spank my exposed buttocks. Needless to say I cried like a baby. Finally she let me off. This time when she said clothes off, I stripped immediately. She looked at my naked body intensely and I felt uncomfortable with her gazing at me. I covered my genitals but she forbade me and ordered my hands by my side. Then she told me to do what I was doing when she caught me. I was so embarrassed then I could have dropped dead. She ordered me to go on. Here she said, "I believe this was the picture you were masturbating to." I said 'what?' She went on to explain what masturbation was. She surprised me when she said it was not wrong but I could only do it when given permission and supervised by her.
She took the time to explain why I have those erections. Then to my surprise, she walked over to her dresser and got a big strap-on with a harness and put it on around her waist. I was afraid, as it was strange to see a woman with a penis and a big one at that. She asked why I enjoyed looking at such pictures of a man defiling woman. I answered that some lads from school said it felt really good. She asked if those lads had mentioned how it felt for the woman when such a disgusting act took place. I shook my head, No.
She made me kneel and I was so afraid looking at the thick rubber penis staring in front of me. She calmed me down with her gentle voice and explained that all she wanted to do was to show me how it felt for a woman to be defiled. She said it would not hurt and I relaxed. Following her instructions, I opened my mouth wide and felt her sliding the strap on inside my mouth. I felt the tip touching my throat and I started to gag. I thought she would pull out but she merely pulled back a little before pushing it in further. I gagged a couple of times till I was tearing. Finally she pulled it out. She helped me up and sat me down beside her. She spoke gently and said it was not only very unpleasant but also degrading for a woman to have to put her lips on a man's penis. I could only nod and said "yes ma'am". I smelled her perfume and this submissive experience caused me to become erect. She noticed this and said it was Ok and natural. She even took the magazine and flipped through the pages with me. She was describing the pictures so calmly and matter of fact that I soon forgot my nakedness and awkwardness.
I pointed to a picture of a man going down on a woman and asked if that was degrading to a man. She was mildly amused but she said it was the way a real gentleman would make love to a woman. When she saw the puzzled look on my face, she explained the differences between a man and a woman's sexuality. She said the only purpose for a man's penis is for procreation. When a woman allows a man to put his penis into her, the man's orgasm was not as important as the act of procreation and the woman's pleasure. She said after orgasm, a man becomes weak, lazy and sleepy. Of course all of this was Greek to me, as I had never ejaculated before.
I think my Aunt knew this and decided to change this. She made me kneel and placed my penis on a smooth wooden stool. I saw her put her hand into her robe and it came out wet . She rubbed the slippery wetness onto my erect penis and planted her bare foot over my penis. She said she was going to teach me what a male orgasm is and what ejaculation is. She applied pressure to my penis with her foot and told me to move it in and out with my hips. Before long, I was thrusting between the stool and her bare foot, feeling the sleek wet slippery feel on my penis. It took me suddenly and I ejaculated for the first time. I nearly passed out, as I had to hold on to my Aunt's legs to prevent myself from falling even though my penis was still trapped beneath her foot.
My Aunt then re-stated her lecture, citing my soft penis, weakened condition and sleepiness as negative effects of the male orgasm. Leading to the conclusion that it must be controlled and supervised. She also pointed out the mess it made. This was my initial lesson in sex education. In this fashion, little by little, she taught me sex education the way she saw it.
My Aunt dated and a number of times I peeked through her door as she was dominating a man. Many a time, I saw men naked kneeling in front of her as she reprimanded them. Slapping them at times. Back then I took it as her meting out punishment for erring adults as well. Now that I am an adult, I know that she was dominating them and that would explain why she owned the strap-on.
As part as my continual sex education and supervised orgasms, my Aunt thought of many creative ways of making me ejaculate. Using her feet, toes, knees and even rubbing a piece of her lingerie over it. In each and every way, the central theme was that she a woman could give me an orgasm when, where and how she fancied. In this way, I grew to think of the male orgasm as trivial and inconsequential, which is what she wanted.
She had nurtured the following tenets in me:
1) My orgasm is secondary to a woman's pleasure.
2) I should never expose my penis or take the initiative to touch a woman's body with it unless asked to.
3) Giving a woman an oral orgasm will be a reward for me from the woman.
4) The only way for a woman to understand me and for me to understand her is if I surrender my pride and ego to her.
After 3 years went by, I left my beloved Aunt and stayed on my own near a distant college. For years after my experience during my youth, I held grudges against the lovely woman who gave me this wonderful gift simply because none of the girls could understand me. To me, they were looking for something I thought was wrong and useless. Mainly, macho acting hunks playing rugby, soccer. It went on like that through out my university days too.
Today I am a successful businessman owning my own company with a staff of people working directly for me. A year ago, I also met a wonderful woman whom for the first time saw straight through me. She seemed to know what I was the minute she saw me. Although she is 10 years my senior, I think she is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. As you might have guessed, she is very dominant and bossy. She was direct and up front when she told me that if I wanted to continue seeing her, I would have to marry her and that she expected total obedience and honesty from me. I love her and I would happily marry her.
She said she liked my submissiveness but she expects me to be submissive only to her. I do not know how to explain my experiences with my Aunt to her. I fear she would not accept what I've gone through. Reading my description above, you'll understand how difficult it would be to explain it in a positive light. I do not want my Aunt to get into trouble. She trained me and my submissiveness is borne out of respect for women and not as a kink. My fiancée would not understand. Discussions with her are not easy because I always lose in an argument or negotiation. When I try to argue with her about something I feel is unfair, she corrects me with a slap from her. Another thing she will do during an argument is she makes me orally service her. After having served her orally, I can feel my resentment and logic evaporating away and she gets her way.
My fiancée is using me as a tool to empower women as she calls it. Since I am in a position of influence and power with my company, she has got me to put in place many tentative and experimental policies and schemes to put the women ahead of the men in my company. Though the men are generally more senior and hold higher posts than the women, having a one-sided gender policy is a tough act to pull. Flexi leave, better salary and package options, stock options. Any anti female remark or prank or joke is severely dealt with. Already word is getting around that my fiancée' is leading me by my balls. She also enjoys flaunting our lifestyle to her friends. She makes me talk to her female friends in a way of giving them advice as to how to get their husbands to be as submissive as me. You see, I'm happy being a submissive and serving her but I wonder if it is right that I am influenced by another to such a degree?
From Kathy C:
I'm a single mom, 34, with a 15 year old son, Ryan. I never married, but over the years I had several submissive boyfriends. To keep them in line I used chastity, humiliation and sexual teasing. They obeyed me in public as well as in private, and I always made sure they were good to my child.
My son is gifted, and we are very open with each other. He knows he can discuss anything with me. One day over a year ago he told me, among other things, that he believed women were superior to men and that males were meant to serve females. He said he had always felt women were "Goddesses", especially me. He then told me he loved me, worshiped me, and wanted to serve and obey me as his Goddess until he left for college. I was totally speechless. My initial reaction was "No way, that would be totally inappropriate." Later, I got to thinking about it and I decided that done properly, I could use this to motivate my son to be an Honor Roll student and to train him to be a skilled servant for his future wife. I figured since he has these submissive desires, it was better that he pursued them with me than a stranger, after all I would have his best interests at heart. I finally told him I would think about it.
Three days later, I handed him a paper with the following ground rules on it. 1) You will eagerly and cheerfully obey my every word without protest and without being physically punished. There will be absolutely no D&S activities between us. If you do not obey my every word, I will drop the whole thing forever. 2) You will do well in school. You will stay on the Honor Roll and in the accelerated classes. 3) We have always been affectionate and that will continue, but you will never have any type of sexual contact with me. He agreed to these rules and thus far has kept them.
Elise, the last year has been wonderful. When he's not in school or doing his homework, Ryan does the cooking, cleaning and laundry. He has learned how to do domestic chores and do them well, and this will be a valuable life skill for him.
As agreed upon, there is no sexual contact between us but I do allow him to help me with my hair and my nails, and he lays out my clothes. At night while I'm relaxing with my feet up, he often comes in to massage and kiss my feet, then resumes his housework. This is very innocent but I feel I must allow him some contact with the feminine as this stirs his submission and motivates him to do his chores and to excel in school.
Since we do not engage in any D&S activities (spankings, whippings and such) I feel it is important that I use creativity to develop his submissive nature. One technique I use is a public exercise where he submits to me in a subtle manner. When we go shopping, I have him carry my packages and purse and walk several paces behind me. He is not to speak unless spoken to. Sometimes when we're in the parking lot, I'll have him kneel down and clean the scuff marks off my heels with a shoe shiner. This scene gives us both a thrill without attracting too much attention.
One night about two months ago, I discovered evidence that Ryan has been masturbating. I kept my cool, but I made it clear that male masturbation is offensive to me and that he must try his best to stop it. I know he is trying his best to obey me in this area. One morning while he was helping me fix my hair, he came in his briefs. He tried to hide the wet spot but I saw it. He was very contrite, saying "I'm sorry, Goddess" over and over. Since then he's had two more spontaneous orgasms-- one while he was folding laundry and one while he was massaging my feet. Ryan knows about chastity belts and after his last orgasm he begged for one. I said, "Forget it Buster. You're too young and horny, and you don't know what you'd be getting into." I told him I didn't mind his orgasms as long as they were accidents and he didn't masturbate. This seemed to put him at ease.
For the first anniversary of our lifestyle, I bought Ryan a pair of small gold stud earrings in the shape of the Venus symbol. When he opened the box, he was thrilled. He wanted to get his ears pierced right away. Since I used to work in a boutique, I told him I would do it. I wanted to make this a special and memorable event in his life so I put on my hottest bikini and heels to give him an extra thrill. I did not do this for sexual reasons but I wanted him to experience the feminine power of a woman. As I pierced his ears, I teased him a little. I said, " You're Goddess's little slave, aren't you? Since you're so crazy about my feet, you better be ready to massage them twice as often from now on. I deserve it for letting you wear the symbol of the superior sex, don't I?" Ryan was so excited he was trembling. When I finished piercing his ears and installing the earrings, he said "Thank you, Goddess."
As fun as all this is, Ryan and I know it can't last forever. Someday he'll be off to college where I want him to find a good dominant girl who's right for him. Ryan wants that too; he often talks about his future. I just want him to be fulfilled and happy. I'm very proud of my son's attitude toward women, and I love him with all my heart.
Elise, I know a lot of people would disapprove of such a relationship between a Mother and her son but I feel it is very pure and beneficial to him. He has never been permitted to touch me, other than my feet or to brush my hair or to do my nails, and I have never touched him, other than to give him Motherly hugs and kisses. He is doing great in school and he has developed a reverence for the female gender. He will make a great submissive husband in the future as I have trained him to be a good housekeeper and personal servant. I welcome your opinion on this arrangement.
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